Saturday, 23 December 2017

Chronicles of Han books giveaway 24-31 December 2017


Chronicles of Han books giveaway 24-31 December 2017

Preserving Creata and Leilaka ebooks giveaways for holiday season.

If interested, please email me with the request of which book you wish as well as the preferred format. Available in epdf, epub and KINDLE.

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Saturday, 25 November 2017

Total Recall of Past Lives #ChroniclesofHan

Total Recall of Past Lives


I was asked why people do not recall all of their previous lives in a new incarnation. This is but one of the reasons.

Exclusive Excerpt from new #ChroniclesofHan book, Engaging Chlophilia:
    "Why do you not speak to us? Why do you not confide in us what you know, what upsets you so?" Kosima asked me.
    "A long time ago Racewater asked me the same type of question. He wished to know what I see and why I do not share what I know. I am giving you the same answer I had given him.
    For my function I must know more than any living person would ever need to know in any incarnation.
    Only a tiny amount of the information I need, or are aware of, is intended to be used by Creatans.
    That which is meant for you, I give freely when it is the time to do so. That which is not meant for you, will stay with me and be my burden to bear, no matter how difficult or hard it is to do so."
    She hugged me close, placing her forehead against the back of my neck.
    "But you suffer alone in your agony of things we can not even start to comprehend. Can you . . . at least . . . describe some of it so we may understand and be sympathetic to your cause when you are not yourself?"
    I lay there, contemplating if it would be wise to at least let them know some of what I struggled with.
    Kosima worked her hand in under my cotton shirt to stroke my chest, gently tracing the outlines of my scar.
    "Universal things" I told her. "I am aware of the ripples we create with our daily actions and thoughts, as well as where it touches other areas of creation.
    I am aware of the work going on behind the veils, within the formless areas where time does not exist.
    I battle with the demons of the memories and reminders of my own lives lived before.
    I draw lines to events happening here that had happened before, which left me with knowledge on how to deal more appropriately with situations in my current incarnation.
    Of these lives I so clearly remember, almost nothing is allowed to be shared, with people here.
    It is a curse, and I guess, a blessing, to remember most of your lives and adventures while in incarnated form.
    But it does interfere many times with what I am supposed to be doing. The emotions are still intense in many of them and the memories acute and excruciatingly clear, most of the time, when I concentrate on it, or are reminded specifically of an event."
    She listened to me, processing the information.
    "And these previous memories, you can not contain them or suppress them?"
    "I manage to do so, most of the time. Then it becomes a jumble of vague images, a cloud drifting at the back of my mind, threatening to burst open in lightning bolts and pouring with emotion.
    It tires me to keep this tide at bay."
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Saturday, 23 September 2017

Avatars - Excerpt from Saving Leilaka


Avatars - Excerpt from Saving Leilaka, Chapter 10,

    "So yes, we can help you with some things, but the rest you would have to find for yourself."
    This concluded our official work and Ishmay replaced the notes in a neat stack in front of him before watching me expectantly.
    "What else do you wish to know" I asked him, not sure where we had concluded the last Cosmic discussion, for time was non-existent to me.
    Everything was the same to me, or seemed so in any case. It felt weird to again be at this stage in my life.
    When I looked at the world, everything vibrated with the same energy. Everything came from the same place, everything returned to the same place. Physical, spiritual, ethereal, all were the same. All was The Creator, All was Source. To me, it really did not make a difference, except when I condensed my vibrations and realised that I was working with individual particles that were still collectively part of The All.
    It was not my life that was precious here, but the lives around me, the lives of my people, my friends, my wife and son. It was for them that I was here and I was amused at how they perceived everything as miracles, standing amazed at the simplistic complexities of everything that made up physical life.
    "We ended with Souls being contained in bodies and what you called an Avatar or puppet body, or something like that" Ishmay updated me as to where we should start the discussion in order not to waste any time.
    Jamal and a host of other non-physical bound spirits had assembled while we had been busy taking care of everyday matters. Now they also waited expectantly for me to continue this discussion.
    After a huge intake of breath, I started.
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Wednesday, 20 September 2017

ULTRA RARE Bismuth Crystals Gemstones FOR SALE in South Africa


ULTRA RARE Bismuth Crystals Gemstones For Sale in South Africa (Limited Stocks available)


As promised to let fans know, we have a few Bismuth Crystals up for grabs!

Busy putting them on Pinterest, but in the meantime here is the Facebook File.

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Full article on Bismuth.

 Metaphysical Properties of Bismuth:
Bismuth is considered a Metal of Transformation, Progression and Order.
Bismuth Crystals are amplifiers of energy and does not need cleaning or recharging.
Bismuth Crystals assist in the transit between the Physical, Astral and Spiritual Realms. Assisting in enhancing wit and wisdom, it relieves the feeling of emotional and spiritual isolation, allowing people in the vicinity of the crystal to feel re-connected to Source.
Bismuth Crystals are also referred to as Labyrinth or Philosopher Stones.
And it cuts through BS (literally) acting as Truth Channels. Try and lie with a Bismuth Crystal in the vicinity. The Truth will come out!
We currently have a few crystals available. Follow the link to see if any speak to you as the crystals usually attract their human counterpart.
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Saturday, 16 September 2017

Adventures with Moira - Commitment and Loyalty

Commitment and Loyalty

Excerpt from Leilaka, Chronicles of Han
Adventures with Moira - Sometimes Dragons have to deal with a lot more than safeguarding.

    Pain in my leg and arm woke me to the warm sun on my face.
    At first I just lay there, trying to work things out for myself, wondering where I was and what I had done to be in this position.
    A warm snout pushed at my sore arm.
    **I am glad you have decided to rejoin the living** Moira informed me, agitation, relief, love, spilling over from her thoughts to flow into my being.
    Not yet daring to open my eyes, I gently asked her what had happened. The last memory I had of Life was flying high up in the air.
    **You became . . . non-responsive . . . You slipped off my back and I had to catch your body, for you were not within it. I bruised your limbs and a claw punctured your leg, sorry. But I managed to set you down on this hill in the soft snow.
    I did not have to wait too long for you to come back to me, though.**
    She was quiet, concerned for my well-being, upset that she did not foresee this event, that she was not ready to assist me in a better way.
    **I have healed your body as best I could. Now that you are here with me, you can help heal it as well.**
    Managing to open my eyes, I stared into Moira's gigantic head above me. She had a concerned look on her face.
    Although Huracan did not have a lot of play in the way of facial expressions, Moira had managed to learn how to use her face to portray emotional responses, complementing our mental rapport on a visual level.
    **May I ask? Where had you gone to? Why did you leave me, and your body, in such an irresponsible manner?**
    *The Creator wanted to give me precise instructions . . . and new . . . tools . . . for very specific functions. I was taken to the place of Creation that operates in between what we perceive as 'time'. It is a special place where things are planned and executed as Ordained by The Creator.*
    **And you could just go there and be returned, as Han?**
    *Apparently so. The first time I visited there I could not, but this seemed to have changed. I did not lose my individuality either, although I though that I had.
    Strange thing was that I could not care whether I would be myself any longer, or just another part of The Creator.*
    **You talk in riddles. I do not understand where you had been, or why anyone would want to NOT BE any longer. I am Moira. I have life coursing through my veins. I know that you walk in spirit form, leaving your body, and through what I experience through my connection to you, I know what you do and where you go.
    But what you are talking about are foreign concepts. I see what you show me with your thoughts, but it does not feel familiar to me at all. I cannot relate to it, not even through our connection.**
    I reached out a hand to touch her face.
    She backed away from me.
    Sitting up, I watched her where she was watching me with anxiety playing over her stiff lips, ready to fight or to take flight.
    *Why?* I asked her sadly.
    She huffed sulphur at me, not happy about the situation.
    **You are no longer you** she informed me, shaking her head, unsure if she had actually thought those words at me.
    *In what way?* I wanted to know, standing up, dusting the snow off me, checking my injured leg that had already healed, but the pant leg was still ripped. My arm was fine as well.
    **You look like you. But you do not feel like you. You feel huge, powerful, strong, not you!**
    I sighed. This was one thing I had not envisioned in this lifetime of having an opportunity to live a more normal life. I did not want to change so much in this life that those around me knew me to be more MySelf than what I wanted to portray.
    I have really tried to keep Hanuman out of the picture, but now I could no longer do so. My Creator had given me my new task, laid it onto me Himself, Personally.
    *Moira. I am still me, just so much more than me. You are correct. You do not know who I really am and I have not yet shown anyone what I am actually capable of doing. I really wanted a normal life in this lifetime, but it turns out that it is an impossibility for me to ever be normal.
    I am a Servant of The Creator and as such He will give me tasks and change me into whatever He needs from me. Right now it is to finish what I have started, to secure a future for all the inhabitants of Leilaka.
    In order to do so, we, yes we, have to face the Rogue Lord. I will deal with Dronier-Anas as instructed and then we are to proceed to wipe the Negativity off this Planet before it grows out of bounds.
    This will safeguard Leilaka for at least another thousand years of peace and prosperity.
    What do you say? Do you join me in my quest?*
    **I do not understand fully what you need from me, but you know that I will go with you wherever you go. I will be of assistance to you in whatever I can. And do not ask me to join you, you know we are inseparable.**
    Stepping up to me, she placed her head against my chest, allowing me to encircle her head with my arms, hugging her softly before releasing her to mount up and return to Longhorn.
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Thursday, 24 August 2017

#Feedback - What The Chronicles of Han mean to readers

What The Chronicles of Han mean to readers


Managing Solerno Chapter 17 Draft Feedback

Authors do not always share what happens behind the scenes while creating a book. 
THIS is so meaningful and encouraging to me that I am compelled to share it publicly.
Email from Alpha Reader unedited, as is, with her permission. Thank you Bhakta-Anjana

Chapter 17 ...

* There we go! Han says it ALL at the beginning of chapter 17! I had not read this when I wrote the above!  = "Ferrn contained a wealth of knowledge." 

* It amazed me how relevant this chapter is - I need all of this now, in this period of releasing my stuff and my issues!  I am always made so aware of the fact that what I need to know most at any given moment will be given to me - and this is a wonderful example of that  -- just this next bit - Han = "I was angry and bitter, and felt resentment towards what had been done to me."  is so meaningful NOW!  Besides feeling less than well [physically] my emotions are running rampant and are crazy!     
  
* Right, let me read further - I shall no doubt be given a solution as to how to deal with my own anger, bitterness and resentment - alas, it's being directed at the precious Liger right now, even though he is neither the reason nor the cause of my original anger/bitterness/resentment issue!    I need to be honest - I too cannot hide my terrible true self from you, Han, can I? I have been very nasty and truly horrible lately! Poor Liger .... naughty me! 

* Ferrn, the current go-to happy drug - no, I might not have the Ferrn-touch anywhere on my body/hand/head, but merely reading this gives me happy/peaceful vibes ... 

*  Ahhhh ... now here is something to ponder over - everything between = "Thus, you used love for the act of forgiveness.  -------- and = But is it worth your while to cling to these feelings? "  The words uttered by Ferrn are also meaningful = "Emotions are the triggers to healing ... "   Hmmmm, that tells me something!

* Oh my! There is so much --- but reading this conversation between Han and Ferrn is like sitting in on a psychologist and client session - I can relate so much to this - OK, so Han's circumstances and my situation are nowhere similar - and yet there are bits in here that are meant exclusively for ME! I am supposed be be reading this NOW! 

* No absolution - then --- but absolution NOW, hundreds of years later? Have you softened up and forgiven them - now?  

I was gob-smacked and stymied as I read this - I am rendered speechless at times as to how things fall into place .... what a wonder your Chronicles are, Beloved! What a wealth of wisdom I find in your books!          ** And to Ferrn I also say - Thank you for understanding, Ferrn! 

Love you ........................ B-A!         

24.08.2017             

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Sunday, 20 August 2017

The Chronicles of Han - WARNING: This is an Autobiography of my lives


WARNING: This is an Autobiography of my lives


Please read before you continue.

It is your choice to continue on and be changed forever. Terms, conditions and disclaimer as indicated on website and in front of the books.

I've come to the realization that it does not matter what I do, people will still judge and still come to their own conclusions.

At the outset  of marketing Journeys of a Psychic, my family and I received so much flack from  the  mainstream that I had to rename the books to Chronicles of Han in order to go into 'disguise' and list them in the 'sci-fi-fantasy' genre. Not that this helped as no publisher wanted to touch the books or subject matter. The books are only available from our websites.

This initial persecution was so severe that our fledgling business was being compromised because I was an author  that  dared write about past life memories, esoteric and metaphysical knowledge.

Seven years later, now that Past Lives are the 'in' thing and Spirituality the new 'Religion', the people who actually need the books, give it a critical stare and judge once more for it now seems 'established' sci-fi-fantasy.

Those people who do give the books a chance (and I thank you all for the beautiful friendships built), quickly find out for themselves that it is definitely not 'sci-fi-fantasy', while those not expecting the subject matter drop the books like hot potatoes in any case. This is the reason 300 pages are available for scrutiny so you do not waste time and money on something you are not going to thoroughly enjoy.

So where do we pigeonhole these books, these Chronicles of Han?

Past Lives, Esoteric Manuals, Self-help, Metaphysical, sci-fi, fantasy?

No-where, for I will never fit in anywhere, thus nothing of what I do will fit in anywhere. As each one of you is as unique as I, I am just me.

I am Han and these are my life memories.

Take it whichever way you wish.

If you can learn while enjoying an adventurous narrative, so be it.

If you can only learn if a book is written in text-book format, you will have to wait patiently for the Teachings of Han book that is being compiled.

If you love a good story, be forewarned of serious sleep deprivation.

Han Gibson
Author - The Chronicles of Han 
10 August 2017

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Saturday, 19 August 2017

Leilaka - Excerpt - Strongclaw

Strongclaw


Excerpt from Leilaka:

    Halfway through breakfast a Raven made his appearance on the windowsill.
    "Give me some" he ordered me, following the demand with an indignant squawk.
    "Excuse me?" I asked the bird.
    He hopped onto the bed, cocked his head so he had one beady black eye on me and demanded again "Give me some!"
    I gave him a piece of the bread.
    He pecked it out of my fingers without harming me, swallowing the piece whole.
    "More" he insisted.
    I put the plate down in front of him.
    He ate every last crumb before hopping onto my lap.
    Here he settled, comfortably starting to preen his feathers.
    "I'm Han" I introduced myself.
    "I'm Strongclaw" he replied.
    "How can you understand me?" I wanted to know from the bird.
    "How can you understand me?" he wanted to know back.
    I had no way of knowing.
    Strongclaw hopped back onto the windowsill.
    "Thank you" he squawked before flying off.

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Monday, 3 July 2017

Chronicles of Han #Feedback - Courage


Email received 1 July 2017 from UK reader

Courage Needed -


Hi, Han

Thank you for Saving Leilaka. I really enjoyed the book. It taught me a lot of new things, as well as discussing subjects I really wished to know about but never found the answers to. Now I know.

Although I rave about your books and recommend the series to fellow interested people, I have unfortunately found that in order to read your books, one needs courage, perseverance, and the intent and willingness to change.

Now how did I reach this conclusion? I refer readers to your free chapters, following up when I see them again. Many stated that the books were not exactly what they envisioned, while some admitted that they were uncomfortable with the subject matter, even though it is a good story.

At other times an individual would thank me for introducing them to your series. I sincerely hope they purchased your books.

Please keep on writing. There are many out there loving your books and enjoying them. This Old Timer surely does.

Yours Sincerely

Fred Connely
Email received 01.07.2017 from UK reader

Originally Blogged: 02.07.2016

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Friday, 16 June 2017

Chronicles of Han #Feedback - Deeply Profound


A precious moment in time found again today while looking for something else. I thought it good to re-share as I can not find the original blog. 

Deeply Profound -

When two soul-friends get together, time always fly away with you and is just never enough to capture the precious moment.

But today was different, being Hanuman's day in any case.

In one of her very rare visits, Han wanted to know why people never speak about The Chronicles, why they say they love the books, ask when the next one is going to be available and move along quickly to other subjects.

After a bit of thought I had to reply that there was actually no-one else I could discuss the actual content of the books with.

It is just so profound and huge that I feel as if being left in a bubble of silence.

There simply are no words except to say to someone that if they should read the Chronicles of Han Storm, that they cannot go back being who they were.

I now understand why AJM always said 'Beyond Words'. I think I can now start to relate, getting to know the story behind the story.

I am truly blessed to have been invited into the life of a unique entity.

Thank you, Han.

Bhakta-Anjana, The Tree of Life


Originally Blogged: 05.08.2014

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Thursday, 1 June 2017

Chronicles of Han #Teachings - Astral Travel Preliminary Training

Chronicles of Han #Teachings - Astral Travel Preliminary Training

Han Storm starts his team off with the essentials in gaining the ability to Astral Travel.

Join Han in his adventures. The first 300 pages for free on www.chroniclesofhan.com and Wattpad.

Excerpt from Reclaiming Duback, The Chronicles of Han, Book 2, Page 420-435
      "Hi everyone" I greeted the crowd.
      Smiles and nervous giggles were the response.
      "I know this is quite new to you all" I informed them. "Very few people on Creata actually practice the art of separating consciousness, or as it is commonly known, Astral Travel.
      A lot of you will recognise this form of moving about in spirit as a very clear dream-state. Have any of you ever had the experience of floating around outside in the sunshine or moonshine? Or swimming under the sea without having to hold your breath?
      Have you ever dreamt so clearly that you knew that it was not a dream but your spirit walking freely, unattached to the body?
      Have you ever fallen right back into your body with a thud or a shudder directly after dropping off to sleep?"
      I received quite a few yes nods to these questions, including from Sparr, Slick and Racewater!
      "Then you all have the ability to consciously travel outside your bodies" I told them.
      A murmur filled the air as people settled down to that idea.
      Taking a marker, I drew a small stick man standing upright on the white plasticized display board. Around the stick figure, I drew the energetic layers as I saw them surrounding the human body.
      "These lines represents the energy-layers of the physical body, incorporating the energy-layers of the soul and spirit as I, and I am sure other energy workers, perceive when looking at someone with special sight.
      I know this is new and confusing information to some of you, but it is vitally important that you understand how we are put together energetically in order to split yourselves on a conscious level to bring that back which you need to. Just as I do."


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RECLAIMING DUBACK, Chronicles of Han (Journeys of a Psychic)
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Electronic Version ISBN: 978-0-9921928-3-9
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Saturday, 22 April 2017

Leilaka Chapter 2 - The Chronicles of Han Storm Series - H Gibson - Author

LEILAKA Chapter 2

Trying desperately to sort out his befuddled memory, Han is captured. Not understanding the language makes it difficult to determine friend or foe . . .
"

Someone was asking me to wake up.

A familiar face was looking at me.

She had red hair and green eyes.

Her mouth did not move, yet I could hear her clearly.

A weight was pressing on my chest.

I could not breathe.

Panicked, I opened my eyes from this strange dream.


A shadow was blocking the entrance to my little cave.

This was not a dream.

Maybe if I kept still, they would not notice me.

Someone grabbed my foot.

I screamed at the person to let go, kicking out with my other foot, which was simply caught and used to drag me out of the hole.

Blinded by the sudden sunlight, I could only see shadows and light, but was determined not to be taken again.

Kicking and screaming, I yelled at them to leave me alone.

Two more shadows came forward.

My light body was quickly subdued by the man holding me. He simply restrained me by pinning my arms to my sides, lifting me off the ground. My legs could not reach him to inflict harm.

An authoritive voice gave me a command.

I stopped struggling, focusing on the older man.

He talked to me in a soothing way.

I felt I could trust this man.

He came forward. Taking hold of my chin, he inspected my face before asking me a question.

I did not understand his language, so kept quiet. "

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Monday, 10 April 2017

Leilaka Chapter 1 - The Chronicles of Han Storm Series - H Gibson - Author


LEILAKA Chapter 1

Han wakes up from Crio-sleep to find himself in the worst possible situation . . .

"There was nothing but incredible pain. Every breath I drew brought more pain to my body.

Pain.

Breathe out.

Pain.

Breathe out.

I moved my body to a more comfortable position. My left arm and leg were hanging free, a gentle breeze playing over them.

Come to think of it, the breeze was ruffling my hair.

Slowly rolling onto my side, I brought my limbs back towards my body.

Willing my eyes to open and see what was going on, I discovered that I was lying on a narrow ledge.

The movement brought new pains and my nose started to bleed.

Closing my eyes against the glare of sunlight, I managed to sit up, holding my ribs together with my left hand. My right hand did not want to respond.

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Monday, 6 March 2017

The Nayakteale - Excerpt from Saving Leilaka


The Nayakteale - Excerpt from Saving Leilaka

"Hanuman, you are what we call in some circles a Nayakteale, a Prophet, a Servant of The Creator, a Leader amongst mortals" he told me in a tone of voice that clearly stated that I should have remembered this about myself.
"You know that The Creator will never abandon His Children. He will always provide someone to come up with a miracle. Someone who is able to lead them into new ways of being. Someone who can open their minds, make them aware of different ways of existence.
It has always been your function to save the physical, or the spiritual, the intellectual, or any other aspect of Life.
Hanuman! You have always been used as the tool of change, as the servant, as the saviour. And yes, you even had to sacrifice your very life for The Creator's Children to live their lives to the fullest of their capabilities."
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